Yeah, but we grew up why?

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They say time is a healer, does it heal all wounds? They say it cures all the pain, but is it right to believe?

Scars are never gone, nor they faded a bit. Just lessens the pain. On the worst day it worsens alot and that is not so pleasant feels, it breaks me every single time.

I know my battle, still can’t figure out wheater to walk away or fight? What and who is upto time, space and the pain?

As I am injured badly it is extremely anxious for me to identify the evil and angel? They both seems same! Hallucinations!! Happens.

The colorful world of mine collapsed to black and white I have been insanely in love with dark nights. Apparently, it’s time to love daylight and prove my inner self that black and white are beautiful too.

Thus, somewhere “between in happy endings” and ” accepting the reality” We grew up.!! 📈🍃🍁

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Yeah, we grow up but why?

– Harshita Pandey🕉

20 thoughts on “Yeah, but we grew up why?”

  3. We grew up because,
    Every plant that God planted have to grow up 😂

    It was wonderful 😁
    I was very well able to connect with it ☺️

    Stay happy stay blessed 🤗

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